After sending away a few unlucky people, Zuo Meng closed the door casually. The school’s new round of enrollment began, and this time he recruited more students than the last time. From this point of view, we can see that the number of people lost during the school’s period was really not treated as human beings.

"But it happened that it's just right. After so long, it's time to interfere in this world."

After saying that, Zuo Meng turned around and looked at the gray-white "short-lived" fate beside him.

This kind of monster was originally a monster. When Zuo Meng looked over, he couldn't help but tremble, as if he had met a natural enemy. Unfortunately, Zuo Mengke didn't care about the reaction of this creature. After grabbing this thing, the power of ink was soaked out along his palm. The real rules of the first world mixed inside began to distort this thing.

This kind of pollutant of the evil god that was originally immortal seemed to have turned into plasticine in Zuo Meng's hands, and it was no longer formed after a few strokes.

"Produced by the Director of the Teaching, it must be a tutoring material. It's called 'Huanggang Secret Book'."

Zuo Meng had a bad taste, and a memory inherited from the original body made him flash through this idea.

Two days later.

The two Zhang Qi and his sister, who were blind, and Zhong Qiankun, the head of the special department, survived the "admission exam" in a mess. The more than 30 people who participated in the assessment with them all died. At this moment, they truly experienced the horror of the school.

“This is the first grade…”

Looking at the student ID in hand, the three of them were a little confused.

Not everyone is as lucky as Wang Xiaokai. As soon as he joined the school, he was led by the old bird Wang Feng. Without anyone guiding him, the three of them were naturally assigned to the first grade, and they did not miss the exams that they had to take.

"How did the old people in this school live to this day?"

It was a lucky chance to survive this exam. The abilities that the brother and sister were proud of were like jokes in front of the "Fate" and had no effect at all. As for Zhong Qiankun, it was even worse. He was just the periphery of the mysterious department, not the kind of profession. Usually, he relies on his identity outside, but in a broken place in the school, his identity and status have no effect!

“The Director’s Office is open!!”

One of the colleges in the crowd heard a thrill of excitement.

As soon as the sound sounded, all the moving people around ran over. Now in the school, the reputation of the director of the teaching director "Long San" has spread. Everyone who lives in the school wants to go over and hug her thighs, and the example of the old senior Wang Xiaokai is in front of it!

As an old man, Zhao Chen had been waiting at the door for the people from Class 2 of Year 3 long.

"What are you all here for?"

Zuo Meng walked out of the office and glanced at the dark crowd outside.

"Director Long, can you save us? I really don't want to die!"

Among the students, several people who were about to collapse had their spirits kneeled down.

"This is all fate."

Zuo Meng glanced at the people who were kneeling down and saw through their destiny at first glance. The destiny of these people was stained with blood, and it seemed that they had cheated many "classmates". So sometimes under his poor appearance, they are not necessarily people in need of help, and they may have a deeper level of cruelty.

"Zhao Chen, you guys stay here, everyone else will be separated."

After taking a look, Zuo Meng did not find potential seedlings like Zhao Chen and others. He no longer wasted the world and turned around and went back to the house.

Seeing this, everyone outside the door couldn't help but look disappointed.

After experiencing the madness of the first period, no one has done this now. This teaching director can kill people. The methods are even more weird than fate!

"Director Long, are you looking for me?"

After entering the office, Zhao Chen and his sister stood respectfully, while the others stood honestly, and no one dared to sit.

"You guys have bad grades."

Zuo Meng sat on the swivel chair of the director and said something inexplicable.

"This has been a few times in a row that have not been ideal. If this continues, it will be difficult for me to explain to the principal."

Tell the principal? Is there something wrong with any link?

A group of people in the room showed dull expressions. Among them, Wang Xiaokai couldn't help but look back at the sign of the "Dean's Office" at the door. This thing seemed to be forcibly hung up in front of the principal. When did you have a principal in your eyes?

“As the Director of Teaching, I have a responsibility too!”

Zuo Meng talked nonsense with a heartache, as if he was really a responsible teaching director.

"In order to save you, the backward students, the director worked overtime all night and finally found a shortcut to improve your academic performance!"

After saying that, he opened the drawer and took out a thick stack of tutoring materials from it.

Everyone who took the information looked at the information and was a little confused.

Huanggang secret scroll?

"Brother Long, are you serious?"

As the person who holds his thighs closest, Wang Xiaokai naturally asked questions.

"certainly!"

Zuo Meng was too lazy to correct Wang Xiaokai's name. Anyway, this kid has performed quite well so far.

"This is a life-saving thing for you in the exam room. As long as you learn this thing well, the ordinary 'exam' will not pose any threat to you." After saying that, Zuo Meng took a look at the Zhang Qi brother and sister and Zhong Qiankun who were standing most relied on the outside. These three new students were lucky and were recognized by Zuo Meng and entered the office.

"You have to know its printing materials, but you brought them yesterday."

Printing materials! Short life?

Wang Xiaokai was the first to react. He saved a Huanggang secret book in the last issue. As an old student who had been in school for more than two months, he felt different when he touched his hand. Zhao Chen and others next to him also reacted and each of them got one.

"Is this a life item?"

My sister Zhao Ping asked uncertainly. After all, the fate items in the school were made by another female teacher. Now that the female teacher has been kicked off the line by Zuo Meng, the source of the fate items has been cut off. They have never heard of anyone doing this before.

"What fateful items? Those messy toys are prohibited in the school. What I send here are all tutoring materials!"

Zuo Meng's knowledge is as broad as the two "inmates" in the astral world, and the things they make are naturally not comparable to those of their semi-finished life objects.

"Brother Long, what is the function of this tutoring material?"

In the past, the pits of fate items were placed there with high cost and random effects. Their group was also afraid of being cheated, that is, in places like school, if they change the quality of fate items, they will definitely be complained to death if they change the quality of fate items.

"The information can withstand three 'changing of fate's life. If you learn the tutoring materials thoroughly, you will also gain unexpected gains."
Chapter completed!